Sunday, March 27, 2005

Poem Draft

The Conversion of Ramon Lull

The lights were shining strangely
in the darkness that was fallen
on the mountain on the day
when Raymond saw the wheels,
the wheels within the wheels,
the glory of the signs
in circles ever-turning!

Like darkness nigh the storm
where lightning thunders forth,
where the bolts of God rain down,
was the conversion of the wheels,
the wheels within the wheels,
the Principles of All
in orbits never-ceasing!